I spend a lot of time on Minnehaha Creek. A sanctuary about a mile from my home. While skiing and hiking along the creek, I have seen and been part of some amazing things. If you have some memories of your time on the creek, share a comment and I’ll incorporate into the posting.
Reader Laura Arndt, shared the following comment: “Big Willow is my favorite place to be, no matter what season it is!!! “
Reader Dean Hansen shared this memory: “Ahh, Minnehaha Creek. (Actually, it’s pronounced “crick”, but you know that, right?) I grew up between Bloomington and Cedar avenues two houses south of 49th Street. We spent countless hours playing near the crick and in the surrounding Minnehaha Park when we were kids. There was a fine sliding hill just to the north of where 17th Avenue South hits 49th Street, and this hill was packed with kids in the winter. Back when we had real winters (1945 to maybe 1957). Somewhere in the attic are 16 mm color movies my dad took of us kids tobogganing on that famous hill. “
Lu Harland contributed the following memory: “I used to play down by the creek as well, but in Hopkins by Knollwood Plaza. I use to love catching crayfish under the rocks and tubing down the creek with our bumper tennis shoes on.”